Sometimes i give myself the creeps Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think I`m cracking up Am I just paranoid? I`m just stoned
I went to a shrink To analyze my dreams She says it`s lack of sex that`s bringing me down I went to a whore He said my live`s a bore And quit no whining cause it`s bringing her down
Grasping to control So you better hold on
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